Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me by Thedora Birnir

Chapter 690:

Locke’s head snapped up, his big, teary eyes filled with raw fear.

“Please don’t make me go! I’m a good boy! Let me stay here, please!”

“But, Locke…”

The director’s sigh was heavy, burdened with helplessness.

“Sweetheart, be good and follow Mr. Flynn. You’ll live in a big house, eat all the good food you want, wear new clothes, go to the best schools…”

“No!” Locke’s voice cracked, his tiny frame trembling as fresh tears spilled down his cheeks.

“I don’t want to!”

him. His cries grew louder, his body

she watched the little boy break down. She turned toward Ernest, searching his face for any sign

been through too much. Please… don’t take

respond right away. His face betrayed no anger, no

to one knee to meet the child’s height. Slowly,

be afraid, Locke,” his voice was softer this time, steady yet laced with something deeper.

before adding, his voice just

with me, Locke. Let me

Ernest, eyes searching his face for something unseen. Then, as if unsure of what to

Locke’s small head, her voice warm with

Mr. Flynn is going to be your daddy

big, teary eyes shimmered

real family.

clenched with hesitation. The past still loomed over him like